Idoris crouched by the window, watching the fish swim overhead, and the streets were bustling with traffic and pedestrians.

She had a bad feeling, but she wasn't sure what it was.

Today is the fifth day of my mother's death, and under my father's auspices, the city has returned to its once orderly order. Although his father was the king of the city-state, he felt that there was no need for a city to shut down because of the death of his wife, and that ruling was part of the people's life, but not all. The citizens have their own lives, and the task of the royal family is not to enslave and rule, but to ensure the normal and smooth operation of the country.

If Idoris describes his country, it is "finite" – limited resources, limited size, limited population. Everything seems so stable, and there is a hint of crampedness in the stability. If there is only infinity, I am afraid that the history of this country: the kingdom that existed before the fall of the first gods, once nearly destroyed by the threat of the black and white evil gods and their families, although it finally managed to recover with a long time, it was also cut off from the land. Three hundred years after the day of the fall, when the ancestors set foot on land again, the descendants of their friends on land no longer recognize them and see them as a threat.

Since then, there has been a ban on "no land".

She didn't know how many of her fathers were supposed to be the first monarchs of the country, but it was certain that the cult of the city-state had always been the ruler of the sea: in the earliest days, the country was protected by Luphanes, the god of the oceans, who was described in books as a capricious, unpredictable, and almost rational god whose purpose was to carve out the whole world, so it was destroyed by the majesty of gold. Later, a new god crawled out of a deep ditch at the bottom of the sea, but he was unfortunately met with the arrival of an evil god, and the day the gods fell was arguably the most terrifying period on the planet, and many gods disappeared in that catastrophe, but the evil god did not stay on the earth for long before being defeated by the silver light and disappeared. After that, for some unknown amount of time, for the first time, an ancestor violated the ban and went on land to share his extraordinary wisdom with the people on land, and the ancestor's friends called the underwater kingdom "Atlantis".

The ancestors returned to their homeland and told their subjects that the gods of the sea who were worshiped by the humans on land were still the halberd-wielding Poseidon, but in fact those gods had long since chosen to leave because of the rising of human wisdom with the flames - the gods of the past could be seen, they were like the mountains and rivers and the earth, and the storms and rains. But now, it's the age of humans on land.

Although the gods are gone, the ancestors chose to still worship the fading god of the sea. Then, civilizations on land gradually rose, as they did before the fall of the gods, with technological development, dynastic succession, and a cycle repeated. Cut off from the land, Atlantis stood in the depths of the sea in a state of great permanence, surviving the fall of the gods, the rebirth of life, and the budding of a civilization on land...... Until today.

Although the gods retreated, Idoris was convinced that a new god would come. Just like the earliest gods of the ocean, the nameless gods who died young, and the Greek gods who gave up on humans, there will always be new gods who break the silence for so long and reveal new mysteries to the world.

The most recent was the arrival of an oracle more than 380 years ago.

It was a black-robed man on a blue horse, pacing the ocean floor as if it were walking on land, slowly and calmly walking from the wasteland of the deep sea to the heart of the unwalled realm.

"O king of Atlantis," said the black-robed man who showed his face, and the guards of the temple looked terrified, for on the horse was a skeleton, "and another of your people who landed on land has died." ”

The king of Atlantis at that time greeted the oracle respectfully and engraved the words he left on the altar of the temple.

"The catastrophe is on the horizon, and the kingdom will escape the cycle of reincarnation in flames and glory. ”

Idoris would love to go to the land, but her father told her that those who landed on land would inevitably end badly, and that the humans on land would often choose to slaughter and ostracize their unacceptable existence. This is also the reason why Idoris adores his sister Cecilia. On the day after her twentieth birthday, Cecilia resolutely left the city-state and quietly set foot on land.

For the departure of my sister, although my father and mother were reluctant, they did not show great grief, which was the fate that my sister chose by herself. Now, four years later, memories of his sister reappear in Idoris's mind because of his mother's death.

Thinking of this, the beautiful girl put her arms on the window and looked up even more dullly with her cheeks propped up. There was no sunlight at the bottom of the sea, and all the light came from the buildings of the castle and the glowing algae in the water. The bloodlines of Atlantis only needed a glimmer of light to see through the darkness, and the faint stream of water running through their skin was enough to make them feel what was happening around them.

"Idores, what are you doing?"

A heavy greeting sounded behind the girl.

Idoris turned back to see his father, King Atlas, enter the room. Because of the death of his wife, the king did not have a good rest for several days, and his expression was a little tired, but he still tried to keep a smile in the face of his daughter.

"It's nothing," said Idores, standing up, her appearance very similar to Cecilia's, but she was just over fifteen years old, and her face was still childish, a little cuter than that of her thoughtful sister, "I was thinking about my sister. ”

King Atlas was stunned for a moment, he thought that his daughter had secretly heard his conversation with the guard, but then denied this suspicion: "What a coincidence, I came to discuss this matter with you." ”

"Then please sit down and talk. Idoris got up and asked his father to sit down, she knew how hard her mother's death had hit him, and she wanted to be as gentle as she could with him.

Atlas is happy because her daughter is still as polite as ever.

"Idores, I have a very serious matter for you," the lord of the city-state sat down and looked at his little daughter, "have you ever thought of being king of Atlantis?"

Idoris was not shocked by this question, as she was the daughter of the king of Atlantis, especially after Cecilia left the country and her fate was uncertain, the problem could not be ignored. But Idoris refused, because she really didn't want to be the king of this city-state, and she wanted to go on land like her sister and experience a different life.

"I didn't think about it," Idoris shook his head, "to be honest, I don't have the slightest interest in the throne. ”

Atlas nodded, "Are you talking from your heart?"

Idoris laughed, she was a very cheerful girl, but she did not dare to be too ostentatious when talking about serious matters: "Of course, I have many other wishes than to be king." ”

"I know that you want to leave here and land like Cecilia, and I have no objection," Atlas nodded, "I just think it's unfair for her to let her eldest daughter inherit the throne without asking your opinion for four years." ”

Hearing his father's words, Idoris's face showed a look of surprise - his father's implication was that Cecilia was still alive.

"Will my sister come back?"

Atlas nodded, "Your mother and I have been sending people to look for her since she left. This time it was also a coincidence, and I really let people find her, and I also told her about your mother, and she said that she would be back in a few days. ”

As he spoke, the old king looked at his daughter with a smile: "I am already old, but the country cannot live without a king." I don't want my two daughters to quarrel over the throne of this small town, so I'm just going to ask you openly and honestly. ”

Idoris shook his head, "You didn't have to ask me. My sister is better suited to be the king of Atlantis than I am, and it would be nice if she wanted to come back. ”

"That's great," Atlas said with a smile, standing up, "I think she'd be happy to tell you what she's seen on land." ”

Seeing off his father, Idoris threw himself on the bed with some joy.

She is looking forward to her sister's return, and if Cecilia becomes Queen of Atlantis, the country will undoubtedly be as peaceful as it is now. She even thinks that her sister who lands on land will reap a happy love, which will prompt this country that stands on the bottom of the sea to connect with the land again after an unknown number of thousands of years.

Thinking of this, Idoris couldn't help but laugh. She had even forgotten why she was leaning against the window, and she had forgotten the foreboding that had just arisen in her heart.

Humming softly to his childhood songs, Idorius fell asleep in a daze.

She dreamed of strange things.

She was standing on the border of Atlantis, and to her surprise stood a transparent barrier in front of her, completely cutting the city off from the outside sea.

The sky emitted a blazing white light, which made her unable to adapt to her long-time residence in the dark seabed.

Idoris reached out to cover her eyes, and unconsciously glanced at the transparent barrier, the reflection in the transparent curtain shocked her.

Because the reflection wasn't her at all.

It was a girl of her own age, with a more graceful figure than her, a more effeminate look than her, and long hair like gold threads that she could not match.

But it's not her at all.

Then, Idoris turned to look. The avenue leads to the heart of the city-state, where towering temples are blazing and long snakes with indistinct faces toss in the flames and ruins.

Everywhere there was the sound of metal clashing, everywhere there was the low roar of beasts.

Atlantis was trembling.

"Ahh

Idoris woke up as she felt that the tremor was not from a dream, but from reality.

She heard a popping sound.

She felt the most important thing disappear, a heavy feeling of falling that made her feel a little uncomfortable—the sea, the sea vanished.

"What's going on!"

Idoris leaned against the wall and struggled to the window.

When she saw the scenery outside the window, although she didn't want to admit it, her heart had already confirmed it.

The oracle was fulfilled.